Around the pier, nodding to the birthing

Rejoice beyond the startled Wyoming terror of a sunrise
Lock nests with the strumming of a 1954 Martin rosewood
felled in Brazil like some stranger’s cattle off the road
flipping dimes into the universe where scarlet sheep crow
into the token sterling set emery, truncated and sleeping in paces
passions so fertilized they demarcate the womb intolerably suffered
safe and self-contained in the war with memory, assured and spoken
triumphant diagnosis beside the tattooed DNR with a heart in flight
another step to see begging furrows differently in peacetime lights